"You Move Like I Want To... To See Like Your Eyes Do..."
"We are downstairs where no one can see new life break away."
Niki left yesterday. Bah.
I went to Best Buy yesterday to see what I can get for $50. The lines were longer than shit. I gave up and went to Warehouse Music and bought a used copy of White Pony. Later that night I went to the pool hall to meet up with Frank and Robert. I stayed there till midnight and then I went to Wal-Mart. I bought an alarm clock. I did some laundry and went to sleep.
"Tonight I feel like more."
Today, I woke up at 5:45am. Took a shower and left at 6:15am. I picked up Juan (co-worker) and I got to my uncle's house at 6:40am. We hopped into his truck and headed to Fountain Hills. We finished up a house we did last week and then we headed to Northern and 7th St. in Phx. Did a few patch ups and smoothed out the walls. We cut work early because all the contractors are still on vacation. The real work won't start until after the first. One of our builder's wife is in the hospital. They said that she has a brain parasite.
When I got back to my uncle's house to pick up my car. One of my little cousins said that someone shot paint balls at my car. They didn't see who did it. They only heard it. I checked the driver side and sure enough, there were to pink paint ball splatters on my car. The paint balls were still wet. I wiped them off and took juan home. It pissed me off because I just washed the bitch on Saturday.
"You make the water warm. You taste foreign and I know you can see the cord break away."
I went to Franks house to see if he picked up some furniture that we were gonna get rid of. When I pulled up, David, Robert, and Ricky were already there. Frank's house is so badass. It's fucking huge. He lives on Broadway. Near Stapley. In fact, Justine's house is just one street over. His house is cool and all but it needs some work. Now, when I said "some" I meant ALOT. It's still cool though. We'll hook him up with the drywall. That house is gonna be fun to work on.
We all went to Mills Mall. For what reason, I have no idea. It was a waste of time and gas. Infact, Ricardo did it. After that, we went to eat some chinese food. Then, we went back to David's house to hang out. Ricky had to go to work at 2. He took off. I watched the Rage Against The Machine DVD. I miss that band. I started getting tired so I took Frank home and I headed home myself. Now I'm here.
"Cause tonight I feel like more. Tonight I feel. Feel like more."
Sidenote:
THE GREAT PAINT BALL MYSTERY OF '04
I think I know who did paint balled my car. I don't think that it was a random act. How do you know I ask? Ricky's car was also shot with pink paint balls. In almost the exact same spots. I have a list of people who could have done it.
Robert/David/Frank/Ricardo - They know where my uncle lives in Tempe. However, they're ruled out. Reasoning? They don't have a paint ball gun. Nor did they get one for Christmas. There is only one other possibility.
Gabe/Ben - They know where my uncle lives and they may acquired a paint ball gun during Christmas. Reasoning? It's Gabe and Ben.
Now keep in mind, this is all conjecture, but 2 cars shot with 2 pink paint balls in 2 cities on the same day. Both, just hours apart. Coincidence? I think not.
"You breathed, then you stopped. I breathed, then dried you off and tonight I feel like more."
8 days.
"Tonight."
Niki left yesterday. Bah.
I went to Best Buy yesterday to see what I can get for $50. The lines were longer than shit. I gave up and went to Warehouse Music and bought a used copy of White Pony. Later that night I went to the pool hall to meet up with Frank and Robert. I stayed there till midnight and then I went to Wal-Mart. I bought an alarm clock. I did some laundry and went to sleep.
"Tonight I feel like more."
Today, I woke up at 5:45am. Took a shower and left at 6:15am. I picked up Juan (co-worker) and I got to my uncle's house at 6:40am. We hopped into his truck and headed to Fountain Hills. We finished up a house we did last week and then we headed to Northern and 7th St. in Phx. Did a few patch ups and smoothed out the walls. We cut work early because all the contractors are still on vacation. The real work won't start until after the first. One of our builder's wife is in the hospital. They said that she has a brain parasite.
When I got back to my uncle's house to pick up my car. One of my little cousins said that someone shot paint balls at my car. They didn't see who did it. They only heard it. I checked the driver side and sure enough, there were to pink paint ball splatters on my car. The paint balls were still wet. I wiped them off and took juan home. It pissed me off because I just washed the bitch on Saturday.
"You make the water warm. You taste foreign and I know you can see the cord break away."
I went to Franks house to see if he picked up some furniture that we were gonna get rid of. When I pulled up, David, Robert, and Ricky were already there. Frank's house is so badass. It's fucking huge. He lives on Broadway. Near Stapley. In fact, Justine's house is just one street over. His house is cool and all but it needs some work. Now, when I said "some" I meant ALOT. It's still cool though. We'll hook him up with the drywall. That house is gonna be fun to work on.
We all went to Mills Mall. For what reason, I have no idea. It was a waste of time and gas. Infact, Ricardo did it. After that, we went to eat some chinese food. Then, we went back to David's house to hang out. Ricky had to go to work at 2. He took off. I watched the Rage Against The Machine DVD. I miss that band. I started getting tired so I took Frank home and I headed home myself. Now I'm here.
"Cause tonight I feel like more. Tonight I feel. Feel like more."
Sidenote:
THE GREAT PAINT BALL MYSTERY OF '04
I think I know who did paint balled my car. I don't think that it was a random act. How do you know I ask? Ricky's car was also shot with pink paint balls. In almost the exact same spots. I have a list of people who could have done it.
Robert/David/Frank/Ricardo - They know where my uncle lives in Tempe. However, they're ruled out. Reasoning? They don't have a paint ball gun. Nor did they get one for Christmas. There is only one other possibility.
Gabe/Ben - They know where my uncle lives and they may acquired a paint ball gun during Christmas. Reasoning? It's Gabe and Ben.
Now keep in mind, this is all conjecture, but 2 cars shot with 2 pink paint balls in 2 cities on the same day. Both, just hours apart. Coincidence? I think not.
"You breathed, then you stopped. I breathed, then dried you off and tonight I feel like more."
8 days.
"Tonight."